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虛堂和尚語錄 7.73

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7.73

On the sea are many secluded traces; / Only upon seeking the stele did I find its name. / The immortal perfected, the cinnabar crucible is cold; / Warm mist glows as ground flowers bloom. / There is a crane that long does not die; / Seeing a person, it ever wishes to cry. / The feathered-robe Daoist west of the altar / Knows my journey was not in vain.

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